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The curtains lifted up and orchids bled ,

The men with guns stood still

Not a bullet to fire nor a whip to swing

As men faced men to kill

 

A rose in every urn did I plant

As the wind came in halves -

Playing with the raging nerves

Leaving a white sky of whirling doves

 

While seasons in a queue did wait

Then a promise dessicated with tremors ,

Inside the lightbulb , flickered nights

And the canvas of painted summers

 

I plucked the kiss so shy

From over the peak of Everest

As the sun seduced snows

Sweeping  moist madness over ocean's breast

 

I fed the hungry and washed all blood

Over naked ribs , an iridescent drama

The tender love in mama's lap

Where fullstops melted into comma

 

 

 

The right after wrongs , I erased

And left not a trace of change

For a lifetime they screamed

To bring back the hex so strange

 

Died the world as I left by

Away from sight , away from light

As the prisoner's tongue begged for rain

In forgotten memoirs lost by time's bite